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Cinnamon
She was always wrapped in cinnamon.
Her aroma was a mixture of brown and gold oak
stacked together like firewood,
as was her house on the side of the mountain
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In the Name Of the Idiot, the Betrayer, And All Lying Bigots. Amen.
I've crossed into the spirit world
I've found that it looks strange.
Everything that I was told
Its really not the same.
Where is the trumpet fanfare?
The golden bridge to cross?
The hovel I had slid down -
That Tiny Wooden Cabin
Waving my goodbye out the windows of the
Gray Coach bus for the last time
Was so hard.
It was hard to admit I was
Really going to miss that place
Something about the fact that’s it’s so final -
The neighbors got a karaoke machine
My neighbors got a karaoke machine.
It spews bright orange and blue patterns around their fences,
our fences.
And there's a disco ball
whose glitter is filtering through their windows,
our windows. -
Where, is the Ball?
Here! Over here!
I've discovered it all.
Rejoice and be gladd for I've found the ball.
The orenge and blue one
With the green on the stem.
Oh never mind,
Thats a mad mother hen.
I got it! Don;t worry! -
202won
I jumped and cried and jumped some more,
My tears now sat there on the floor.
We hugged, for once, we hugged so long –
The seven of us. Last day gone.
I sniffled and laughed and sniffled some more,
Loves
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Why did I go?
Rain falls from the sky,
Yet my feet are cemented on the ground.
And the water beads on my face,
Turning my hair wet when I wish it were dry.
But somehow I don't care.
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The Smell of Fall
I want to smell the fall in the air
As we look up in the sky
Full of stars all different yet alike
I want the breeze to echo your name
As it floats along the wind -
Forever
Three years ago,
You said forever.
And I repeated it,
It left a sweet taste in my mouth.
Like sugar poured onto a lemon,
Covering up the sour bitterness. -
Parallel to the Sky
Slender limbs fan out,
Parallel to the sky
Instead of reaching,
Wanting to be the open blue,
Accepting that
Though the tree will never
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Keeping Up
The world has evolved
From eternities of small change
To rapid movements
Clement days
Then
Brisk winds
Blowing ideas, seasons into the next
One moment, solidarity
Dissent, unity
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One Word Story
Dreams.